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Managing

She woke to the sound of rain drops on her window pane, the soothing sound made her want to roll over and continue sleeping. Then her phone rang, she shot across her room and looked at the incoming call. It was her boss. She looked at the time and realized she was already 15 minutes late. Her phone went to voicemail before she could answer, she waited for a message but one never showed up.
She shrugged it off and quickly threw on jeans and a tee. She pinned her short blond hair back, knowing she did not have time to shower. She ran out to her car and sped down the street. When she got there she was almost 45 minutes late. She ran into the office and her boss looked up at her.
“Hi Dan.”
“Lillian.”
The exchange was short and awkward. She glanced around the office but realized there was no one else there. A small smile grazed her lips. She sat in the chair across from him and stared into her lap, not daring to look at him. She could feel his stare as he whispered, “What are you thinking about?”

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